Telling Him He’ll Die

I am hanging out with my uncle. (the one who died last year) We go driving around town. The scene shifts to us being in someone’s house. I ask my uncle what day it is. He says it’s June 4th. I start sweating, crying, and panicking. He asks me what’s wrong. I say,”you only have two months left to live.” You’re gonna die in August. (I had another dream foreshadowing the death a month ago. He died last August.)